Talk with prudence to a beggar Of ‘Potosi’ and the mines! Reverently to the hungry Of your viands and your wines! Cautious, hint to any captive You have passed enfranchised feet! Anecdotes of air in dungeons Have sometimes proved deadly sweet!
T Was Later When The Summer Went By Emily Dickinson
‘T WAS later when the summer went Than when the cricket came, And yet we knew that gentle clock Meant nought but going home. ‘T was sooner when…
Sweet Hours Have Perished Here; By Emily Dickinson
Sweet hours have perished here; This is a mighty room; Within its precincts hopes have played, — Now shadows in the tomb.
Suspense. By Emily Dickinson
Elysium is as far as to The very nearest room, If in that room a friend await Felicity or doom. What fortitude the soul contains, That it can so…
Surrender. By Emily Dickinson
Doubt me, my dim companion! Why, God would be content With but a fraction of the love Poured thee without a stint. The whole of me, forever, What more the…
Surgeons Must Be Very Careful By Emily Dickinson
Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit, — Life!
Superiority To Fate. By Emily Dickinson
Superiority to fate Is difficult to learn. ‘T is not conferred by any, But possible to earn A pittance at a time, Until, to her surprise, The soul with strict…
Superfluous Were The Sun By Emily Dickinson
Superfluous were the sun When excellence is dead; He were superfluous every day, For every day is said That syllable whose faith Just saves it from despair, And whose ‘I’ll…
Sunset. By Emily Dickinson
A sloop of amber slips away Upon an ether sea, And wrecks in peace a purple tar, The son of ecstasy.
Sunset. By Emily Dickinson
Where ships of purple gently toss On seas of daffodil, Fantastic sailors mingle, And then — the wharf is still.